The Witch and Her Four Dangerous Alphas

Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Chapter 19: The Door She Didn’t Want to Open

Selene’s POV

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More giggles followed from the table behind me.

I didn’t answer.

I wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, stood up slowly, and carried my tray toward the washing counter.

"Aw, come on," the other one cooed, following behind. "Don’t be so cold. We just wanted to know how it felt—being dragged like that in front of everyone. Or is the new slave mark too sore to talk about?"

I paused. My hand tightened around the tray, the metal groaning faintly under my grip. I turned with a calm gaze.

"You should go back to your table," I said softly, my voice was low and steady.

She blinked, clearly not expecting a response.

"Oh? And if I don’t?"

I took a slow step forward.

"I don’t bite unless you try to rip my skin first," I said quietly. "But if you do... I won’t stop at a warning."

Her throat bobbed as she swallowed.

"Don’t—don’t think you’re special just because Alpha Luca didn’t punish you," she said with a sneer.

"Lana! the head maid is still unconscious, you know...right?" someone shouted from the kitchen door.

The girl went pale.

face in a second, and her lips parted in panic. She

offered her a simple

kind that said, I see you now. And next time,

on her heel and stormed off, but not before throwing me one last glare over her shoulder. Her hips

traces. Even in those trying to walk away

washed my tray

And the more they tried to test me, the more

and headed to

quietly before the new head maid, hands folded, gaze low but alert. Mariam didn’t waste time. She handed me a dusting cloth, a pale blue apron, and a soft-bristled broom. There was no cruel smirk on her face, no mocking tone like the

the private chambers of the Alphas

hands froze around

The private chambers.

where only trusted staff were ever permitted to step. A place the rest of the servants only whispered to visit one

protest—just to ask, to understand—but the question

ill intent from her. Her commands were stern but fair. She didn’t watch me with hatred. If anything, she barely looked at me at all. Maybe she didn’t even know who gave the order or maybe she knew and was

chest tightened. I swallowed hard and gave a

of omega maids gathered near the central garden. Their voices were low at first—then one of them squealed, unable to contain

heir to the

You mean

early to personally attend and stay in the

I hope we catch a glimpse of him. Can you imagine? The royal

the corridor like sharp glass digging into my skin. I

my mind. The heir

a painful rush. My fingers curled tightly around the broomstick until my knuckles turned white.

blood drained from

now. Not here.

fresh uniform I wore. Their eyes dragged across the fabric with unmistakable jealousy. I didn’t understand why. The clothes weren’t

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